Description :

Cufk, Tish, Sips (Fuck, Shit, Piss)

[Interpretation 1]

Moderate Rock

May day, every day, my day
Could've had a heart attack, my heart
We don't know anything, my heart.
We all want something fair, my heart.
Hey!
Hey!
Heyyyyyyy! Heyyyyy! Heyyyyy!
Out of town, out of sight (fire), is my heart.
Queen of lies, today, my heart
One more on the phone, my heart
One more at the door of my heart.
Hey!
Hey!
Heyyyyyyyyyyy!

Moderate Rock...
It's your enemy, no way!
Get out all the time of my heart
There's no enemy in my heart
Well I'm sick--a path in my heart (--of what I've found in my heart)
All the time I've been fucked--it's my heart
We're all also dead in my heart
Oh no! It's the fault of my heart
Oh no! It's the fault of my heart
We are...Tourette

houuu yeah!!!! (<= dédicace for kilouse =D)

She eyes me like a pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your Heart-Shaped box for a week
I was drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn back